Chubby Wife In Shower Novels & Stories

My presence at the sip-and-see event sucked the life out of the party. My indifferent gaze fell on Krystal Markham. “Krystal, care to explain about today?” Krystal and I were a success story, the high school sweethearts who made it all the way to the altar. However, over the last two years, I felt her slipping further and further away. I brushed it off as the spark simply fading over time. Never in a million years did I expect her to cheat on me and have children with another man through surrogacy

“I bet she is.” She went upstairs to shower, hot water pounding her skin while her mind replayed every thrust, every moan, every drop of cum she’d seen leak from Chloe’s pussy. Under the spray, she touched herself again harder this time—coming fast and fierce to the memory of her husband claiming another woman in their home. When she stepped out, a towel wrapped around her, she passed the guest room where Chloe would sleep over if it got too late. The door was cracked. Chloe was inside, still in her cum-soaked shorts—fingers lazily circling her clit, eyes half-lidded.

The sound of skin on skin filled the bathroom, water cascading all over me as I stroked faster. “Fuck, baby… so perfect,” I whispered to the empty room, eyes squeezed shut. In my mind, she was stepping closer, whispering “Daddy” again while she reached for me. The fantasy was so vivid I could almost smell her skin, feel the warmth of her curves pressing against me.

' she was angrily thinking about them while rubbing herself by a loofah. On the other hand, hearing the water running brothers' deep slumber broke and they sat up on the floor. Their vision cleared and first thing the remembered was their little wife. They turned around to see her but she was not there. They understood that she has woken up and now in the bathroom. They stood up and stood beside the bathroom door waiting for her to come out.

Maybe she has some charity work to do. Foregoing my boxers, I get out of bed and stroll to the bathroom door, happy to find it unlocked. I stick my head in and see my beautiful wife in the shower. It’s steamed over a bit, so I can’t see everything, but I can see enough. Immediately, I get hard again. Why in the world did I wait so long to claim what was mine? Anna’s head turns around, and for a moment, she seems alarmed. I see her cover her breasts with her arm. But then, she relaxes and smiles. “Good morning, husband.”

The marble counters gleam in the warm sunshine, and the shower is large enough to accommodate at least three people comfortably. I try not to worry about the repercussions as I turn on as much hot water as I can manage. I walk beneath the spray, letting out a small gasp as the nearly burning water strikes my flesh. I scrub until my skin is raw, allowing the steam and water to drown out my thoughts. For a few precious seconds, I can pretend to be anywhere but here. When I emerge, wrapped in a fluffy towel that feels like a cloud against my fragile skin, Chad is there waiting for me. He stands in the center of the room, his posture rigid and uncomfortable. His eyes deepen as they skim over my

I get the sponge and gently wash her shoulders, feeling her soft back on my breasts, getting harder and harder while washing her tits, going lower, underwater to reach for her hot pussy. I leave the sponge and wash her pussy with my hand, gently cleaning her labia, then slowly throbbing her vagina. My cock was too hard poking her on her back, so she got up and sit back, hiding my cock deep inside her pussy. Ahh…What a wonderful feeling is to make love to my wife in a bathtub. Or at least that is what I think I am capable of doing, I try to control myself at least around her, as she has changed since she gave birth to Anna, she doesn't like it rough anymore or anything too kinky.

I don't want to believe as it and I'll never believe it that Mara, the wife I dot on could go and do such dirty things. My wife is an obedient and submissive, she is gentle, she doesn't talk much, whenever I talk she never talks back and she never look at me directly in my eyes, she always bows her head. I came back from jogging, and met my little wife swaying along with the scent that was coming from the bath. I stood at the doorpost admiring the kind luck I had of having such a wife when she looked back at me sharply. "Hubby.....t..the bath is ready" she stuttered.

It was the first time she made the initiative of going shower with her husband, which was usually needed by her husband to coax her to go bath every time especially in the morning. MASTER JAVEN POV: Hmmm, wondering what is in my wife's mind today. Did her IQ jump up a year or two? She woke up and get up early at the same time as me and decided by herself to shower early. Hmm damn, it's Monday work time but here she is seducing me, already nudey in front of me. I f*cking love it though, early morning sex exercise to inspire me all day today.

Mumbling some words under her breath, she skipped out of the bathroom. To say that Matthew was stunned was to say the least. He always knew his wife was well-endowed physically, but he unfortunately had never had a chance to see it for himself. Whatever happened few minutes ago was definitely going to affect his actions, as he's currently trying so hard not to imagine her round ass, so his junior man doesn't stand at attention. He hadn't planned on taking a bath tonight, light scrubs would have done. But with the turn of events, it seemed he would need a very long cold shower.